In which the System Torments the Protagonists: My Wife is My Life! - Chapter 42

Chapter 42 – “Lu Lixing! You rogue!!!” (2)

Ji Qingqing curled up underneath the blanket. She could feel the hollow in the bed made by his weight. The scent of a man slowly spread underneath the blanket and towards her. Her heart inexplicably started beating faster, and her face felt burning hot, but she didn’t dare to touch it to check.

This was the first time she slept under the same covers with a man.

A long time later, Ji Qingqing poked her head out of the blanket. Looking at Lu Lixing, she suggested, “How about I go sleep in the study or living room?”

Lu Lixing’s eyelids stirred. “Go to sleep.”

“… Oh.”

The lights in the room had been turned off.

Ji Qingqing’s eyes were open. She couldn’t fall asleep.

Lu Lixing’s eyes were closed, but he couldn’t sleep either.

Ji Qingqing’s eyes felt tired. She felt so sleepy, but her mind wouldn’t stop buzzing with thoughts.

Lu Lixing was full of energy. He wasn’t used to sleeping at this time. This was his first time going to bed before 1 AM in a long time.

About an hour later, Ji Qingqing carefully moved her hand that had gone numb and poked her head out after almost suffocating herself underneath the blanket. She took a few gulps of life-saving air.

Next to her pillow, Lu Lixing seemed asleep. His breathing was smooth, and his face was calm. Ji Qingqing quietly stretched her finger out to check.

Good, he was still breathing.

After thinking it over, she checked his temperature by touching his forehead then hers.

Lu Lixing opened his eyes and quietly said, “Relax, I’m not dead yet.”

There was an embarrassed smile on Ji Qingqing’s face. She slowly pulled back her hand that was hanging in the air.

“You’re not asleep? I’m just worried about you…”

Lu Lixing closed his eyes and said, “En, if you didn’t come over to check if I was dead, I probably would have already fallen asleep.”

“…”

Ji Qingqing stopped talking.

The room was so quiet that the only sounds in the room was their breathing.

Ji Qingqing laid on her side and looked at Lu Lixing’s face. The bridge of his nose was high, and his eyes were deep. During the day, he seemed cold and hard to get close to, but right now, his face looked unusually soft.

If it wasn’t because of the doctor’s repeated examinations, she would have a hard time believing this Lu Lixing was someone on his deathbed.

Ji Qingqing had only seen one person shortly before that person’s death.

It had happened when she was a child. There was an elderly woman in her neighborhood that would make candied fruit sticks. This elderly woman had been sick in bed for over a month, but she was suddenly able to get out of bed one day. The elderly woman had seemed full of energy when she was talking with her and had given her a candied fruit stick that she had been eyeing. Because of her young age, she had thought the elderly woman had recovered. She had even bugged the old grandma to make a few more candied fruit sticks for her. But the next day, the elderly woman was found dead.

It was only later when she was an adult that she realized that was the old grandma’s last burst of energy. It was like a setting sun’s final radiance.

Would Lu Lixing be like that too?

Her imagination ran wild.

Would he be like that old grandma that suddenly died?

Would he…

Ji Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes to look at the man lying next to the pillow.

No, he won’t. Lu Lixing had looked so healthy during the day. He wouldn’t suddenly pass away in the night.

After carefully thinking it over, Ji Qingqing turned over so that her back was facing Lu Lixing. She took out her phone.

She hadn’t studied nursing, but she had been listening when the doctor had been giving Lu Lixing’s instructions. She remembered that the doctor had said with Lu Lixing’s current physical condition, it would be best if someone checked if he was okay every hour.

She set her phone to vibrate once every hour until 7AM tomorrow, then she stuffed her phone under her pillow.

She closed her eyes to sleep.

When he heard Ji Qingqing’s level of breathing slightly going down, Lu Lixing finally opened his eyes and stared at Ji Qingqing.

He had slept alone for almost 30 years. He hadn’t been interested in those women he had met at parties. They wore heavy makeup and perfume. However, when he had seen Ji Qingqing after she changed into those loose pajamas and looking as if she didn’t care about her appearance, he found the sight of her unexpectedly pleasing.